Shekinah
into pieces becomes things that were never whole. stuck together by nothing more than what we believed world was. one piece of truth breaks everything down. the walls around me crumble.
What a funny thing. That I am me, but not at all. I do not know how my body works. It gets sick without permission. My heart cries when my mind tells it not to. I am a contradiction. I am out of control.
and our whole lives we see how people wan us to see and think how people want us to think. but then one day we meet someone or learn something and our world turns upside down
voices hushed, hands cuffed, eyes closed. we are not allowed to say anything they don't like. those people disappear.
I long for a more beautiful world. One where I can always feel the fresh raindrops on my skin while the rays touch my body. One without division.
or treated. I was tricked when you told me I would be the one. You told me I was different. They said you've never smiled before like you did when you talked about me. I was all you ever wanted till I refused to give you all you ever wanted.